"You should know that even if we are caught, the war will not end," the young man Aleppo still shouted tirelessly, sounding like an annoying crow. "We are not the only rebel army, and at this moment when you are caught, our brothers and sisters are launching a fierce attack on the sector!"

"Shut up," I was upset by his words, so I pulled the bolt straight away and pointed the black muzzle of the pistol at Aleppo. "Do you want to shut up yourself, or will I help you?"

"you……"

"Enough! Aleppo," his father shouted, stopping the angry young man, "Let's put right and wrong aside for the time being, we are losers now! The losers have no right to object. Isn't this the most common saying?"

The young man was choked by his father, his aura suddenly fell, and the anger in his eyes gradually faded.

"Hmph," he snorted coldly, "I'm just pointing out the facts, and he's using no way to catch us."

"Oh, are you idiot?" I could no longer control my anger and pounded his mouth with the butt. "You really think my purpose is just to stop your inhuman and merciless atrocities!? I want you to see with your own eyes what you have done to this city and to those around you!"

"It seems that I'm still too kind to you," I coldly said, reaching out to call for the power of nature. "Your mouths should be closed tightly. I hope you can do this yourself, but now, I'll decide to help you."

Large tracts of leaves emerged from the void - this time it was not rune art, but the power of being a messenger of nature.

Just a simple thought, the leaves were automatically attached to the four leaders of the rebel army, and then began to grow wildly until they grew into a mask that was completely sealed and tightly held their mouths.

"Okay," I clapped my hands with satisfaction, "Your annoying noise has finally disappeared, now, get out!"

I escorted them out of the command center and met Hickrad and Serfeli who were walking towards him anxiously. It seemed that something must have happened.

"Things are not good, Sarah," Hickrad spoke impatiently as soon as he met me, "I didn't find a mage among this rebel army."

"So too, Sarah," Sefili, who was beside him frowned, "according to the prisoners' explanation, they are not the only rebel force."

"I already know this," I nodded without an unexpected expression. Although Aleppo's temperament was annoying, he was also a guy who disdained lying, and I'm sure.

"Delinbeck asked us to ask you, what should I do now?"

"What should I do?" I looked at Hickrad with a worried look and sneered, "Let these prisoners go home and see, the members of their family may have already become zombies."

"Then, I'm going to take these four damn bastards to wander around the city for two laps."

“I don’t recommend you do this now,” to my surprise, Hickrad stopped me. “It’s never a good time to do this. We still have a lot to deal with.”

"What do you think we should do?"

"As you said," Hickrad suddenly came to his spirit, "I will not sympathize with the ordinary captives who come home by themselves no matter how terrible the fact they are facing-it was their own sin."

"As for these four people..." He glanced at the four prisoners around me, "Let them follow us and let them see the disasters with their own eyes, and maybe they will change their minds."

I looked at him talking and talking happily, nodded with relief, "Very good, what you said makes sense, just do it."

"That couldn't be better," Seeing that I agreed to him, Hickrad clenched his fists excitedly and waved in the air. "Let's go and negotiate with the nobles now."

"I'll go with you, Kalek, Sephili, and those prisoners will be troubled by you and Del Inbeck to dismiss."

"No problem," the old hunter lit a match and lit another cigarette in his mouth. "I don't like dealing with those damn nobles anyway."

"Then it's settled."

As my words were finalized, I put away my weapons, walked towards the entrance of the sector with Hickrad, and tried to make myself seem harmless.

Kalek led Sephili to the rear, and Del Inbeck was still waiting for them. They would cruelly drive away all the prisoners and let them face the reality of darkness by themselves.

I guess there will be many people who commit suicide for this, just to escape the guilt and self-blame in their hearts - but this is life, we always have to pay the price for what we do, right?

I thought so, and walked slowly towards the sector entrance step by step with Hickrad.

"stop!"

As soon as we were halfway through, the searchlight on the wall lit up, and a loud voice stopped us, "Just do it there, don't move forward, or we'll shoot immediately."

"Okay, sirs," I raised my hands over my head to indicate that I was not malicious, "We're just here to ask if there are any other areas that have been attacked?"

"Who are you? Why should I tell you?"

"I'm Saren Nowes, I think you must have heard my name," I shouted loudly, and pointed at Hickrad beside me with his eyes, "He's Hickrad Lexos."

"Ha, two celebrities," the tone on the wall became much more relaxed and kind after hearing us sign up. "I've heard of you, here people call you vampire killers."

"So, you guys solved the vampires and thugs outside?"

"Yes," I nodded, "but I didn't see the mage here. Has any water mage from the nobles chosen to participate in this riot?"

"It's true, let me think about it...well... it seems that the five mages chose to participate in the riot. What's wrong?"

“They are likely to be the biggest threat to sectors.”

"The biggest threat?" The voice behind the lights was obviously a bit suspicious, "I'm sorry, Mr. Saren, but you haven't seen them, and I've seen them... two of them will only release the poor first-level spell."

"Yes, if only they are, these two people are indeed pitiful, but if there is a fire mage among the thugs, your so-called pitiful first-level spell can easily turn into a bomb that can blow up the city wall."

"I understand what you mean," the voice behind the city wall became much more serious. "Ten minutes ago, there was also an alarm about an attack in the north of the sector, and your help might be available there."

"Thank you very much, we'll rush over now."

"Please walk from the sector," said the voice behind the light with some enthusiasm. "If the situation is as bad as you said, it may not be too late to walk from outside."

"That would be better," I raised my head in surprise, faced the dazzling white light, and smiled at the city wall. "No matter who you are, you made the right decision today."

"You're welcome."

The city gate slowly opened, and the obstacle behind the gate was quickly moved away by the soldiers beside him, and a passage was quickly cleared out.

"Go and call Kalek and the others," I turned my head and said to Hickrad, "Let's go right now!"

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Kalek and his other men soon arrived under the city wall and brought the four prisoners.

"Ah, it seems you have captured some prisoners, Mr. Saren."

The sound on the city wall sounded a bit surprising. He probably didn't expect that we would leave a living room.

"Yes," I nodded, "I want them to see with my own eyes what they have done to this city, or to humanity."

"What a great move, Mr. Saren," said the voice, "and I want to say that these lunatics should be hanged."

"They will have the day they will be tried, in front of all the surviving citizens."

The five of us escorted the prisoners and walked slowly under the city wall. The soldiers on both sides of the road all cast hostile gazes at the prisoners. Many of us even selflessly turned the chief's warning, rushed forward, and spit at them.

"Damn it, Margosus, what are you doing!?"

The non-commissioned officer shouted angrily and directed the other two soldiers to pull away Magosius, who had already pounced on Aleppo.

The young soldier was pulled down with an ear—he held tightly in his mouth—the ear belonging to Aleppo.

The young man who lost his ears let out a very painful groan. Unfortunately, his mouth was tightly wrapped, so even shouting became a luxury for him.

Under the dual threat of pain and blood, the young man finally lost his previous arrogance. He shivered all over his body, and looked at the soldier who was slowly dragged away and biting his ear in fear.

I saw fear, fear, and confusion in his eyes - he must not understand why soldiers who should have sympathized with them and supported them, who also belonged to the oppressed, would want to tear his face with their mouths.

"Please forgive me," the officer walked up to me and smiled bitterly, "Margosius' parents were transformed into zombies."

"It's okay, Mr. NCO," I waved my hand, "this pain is unbearable for people, and he needs a way to vent."

"It would be better if you understand," said the MP. "Please, our team will be responsible for taking you to another entrance."

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It was dark, it was cold late at night, and it was very cold, especially when we rushed to another entrance.

Compared with the battle situation here, the previous entrance was like a kid's fight. The watchtowers that should have stood on both sides of the entrance had all collapsed, and a large number of dead bodies were knocked down at the city gate - some of the noble private troops, some of the rebels and vampires.

"Catch them back! Move the cannons for me! Mage, use your spells to greet the bats!"

"Sharpshooter, look at the magicians opposite me! Stop letting them release that damn mixed spell! They will kill me a company of people!"

"Everyone put silver bullets and spears at hand so that they can be replaced immediately when necessary, so that those vampires will suffer! Silverware is their nemesis!"

Behind the city gate is a simple firepower position built with sandbags. A male noble in a luxurious robe joins the soldiers, holding up the etiquette sword in his hands and directing all the soldiers with a loud voice.

The sound of steam and the roar of gunpowder after the burning of gunpowder became two kinds of sounds that occupied my ears. Fire and thick white eyes emerged from the position, bullets and spears poured forward like rain, turning all the rebels who dared to rush in turned into corpses.

“Ala Khu Das In gis!”

A mage rushed up the city wall from outside the sector, and his hands were constantly surging with flame energy.

He chanted the spell loudly, and a huge fireball gradually took shape in his hands.

But the next second his head was shot through a spear, and red blood and white brain matter were spilled everywhere. A burst of white smoke came out from the top of the bell tower behind me, revealing where the attack came from.

After a brief silence, fireballs that were as dense as raindrops on a rainy day continued to bombard the top of the bell tower. Large pieces of granite rock fell from the top of the bell tower and hit the ground, creating deep pits.

"Be careful!" the nobles shouted, "Be careful on the top of your head. Being stoned to death is not a way of death a man should have!"

A new wave of offensive began soon, and gunfire sounded again. The water-type mages in the firepower positions who were still loyal to the nobles began to chant spells, forming a large water curtain, slowing down the speed of all enemies passing through the water curtain.

The rebels who rushed through the water curtain suddenly slowed down, like galloping horses turning into slow-moving snails, and were killed one by one by one by the gunmen holding steam machine guns.

"Haha! That's it!" The commander waved the sword in his hand excitedly, "Boll them back! Bring these damn guys back!"

But some of the soldiers of the rebel army rushed to the range - either with the vampire spells or were smart enough - the firearms and steam rifles in their hands also opened fire and bombarded the firepower positions.

"Pastor! Pastor! Someone is injured!"

A large group of priests wearing chain mail and holding maces stood up, and they raised the holy emblem in their hands, and one after another, falling down, quickly healing the soldiers who were hit by bullets.

As for those guys who were shot through their heads by spears, they turned into a corpse on the spot.

"Let's go," after the attack ended, all the rebels retreated. I decided to take advantage of this opportunity to rush into the fire position.

No matter who the commander is, I think he will never refuse reinforcements, especially powerful reinforcements like us.
Chapter completed!